Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver Imagines

Pretty Cool

Peter's listlessly leaning up against a wall outside the classroom. One downside of being faster than everyone is that he has to wait so much longer for his friends to show up. Class won't start for another five minutes anyway, but he had nothing to do and so he showed up early. Finally, Jean turns a corner and walks towards him.

"Took you long enough." Peter grumbles, and Jean rolls her eyes. "Sorry we can't all have the ability to go the speed of light. By the way, Scott's not coming because he has to help the Professor with something, so it's just us for today." Peter groans. "Oh, come on. The highlight of my day is making fun of Scott, what else am I going to do?" Jean stifles a laugh as she walks inside the room with Peter.

"Actually, you can check out the new girl in the back. Xavier says she arrived just this morning." She points to the other side of the training room, where Peter can see the silhouette of a girl. She's separate from the others, probably because no one knows who she is, but Peter is instantly taken by her. "She's really pretty." He blurts it out before he realizes, and Jean laughs. "Perfect. Now I have some entertainment of my own- you drooling over this girl before you even know her name." Peter sticks out his tongue at her, then quickly speeds away to Xavier's office. Before Jean can even blink, he's back.

"Okay, so I did a little research and it turns out her name is Y/N L/N. She's from some place not too far from here, and she's really good-looking." Jean groans. "If you're going to go snooping in the Professor's files, could you at least find something more interesting to talk about? How about her powers? Or literally anything else other than her name and her appearance?" Peter waves a hand at her. "I couldn't get too far before Xavier started to sense my presence in his office. Whatever, I think we'll find out soon enough- here comes Logan now." It's true- the newly appointed professor is walking briskly towards the group of students arrayed in the vast space of the training room. It's still weird to Peter that Logan's their teacher, but whatever. He's the one with the most experience actually fighting people, therefore he has been chosen to train all the students.

"Alright, listen up class. Today, you'll be taking part in another simulation." He squints at a screen in front of him and presses some buttons, causing the room to dissolve into the simulation. As the training room creates the scenario, Logan continues speaking. "You'll have to cross a bridge that's guarded by two giant automatons." He gestures at the newly formed bridge. Two massive iron robots stand in the middle of it, each easily the size of a building. Thanks to Xavier's technology in the training room, the simulations can be any size and have anything in them. This leads to some pretty interesting lessons. "Alright, line up. You'll go through one at a time."

As the students shuffle into a group at the back, Jean takes her place at the start of the bridge. Jean always goes first, mainly because everyone else is too afraid to get in front of her, but she says she wants to go first just to make sure she doesn't copy anyone else's techniques. The consequences of being a mind-reader are that Jean is always worried that her own ideas aren't actually hers, and just someone else's thoughts that she read by mistake.

Jean stares down at the iron giants for a moment, considering her attack. Without warning, she shoots a beam of energy at the first one, causing a fiery explosion to erupt in its chest. She takes to the air, soaring high above it so she can envelop it in even more of her magic. The robot doesn't stand a chance, and it collapses in a heap of rubble. The other automaton suffers a similar fate, and Jean gently glides to the ground, lightly dusting off her hands.

"Alright, good job to Jean. Who's next?" Logan's voice booms across the room as the simulation resets itself for the next student. Peter strolls up the bridge, whispering "Showoff" to a smirking Jean as he passes her. He stretches for a moment, readying his arms and legs for the upcoming attack, then pulls down his goggles and starts to run as fast as he can. Like usual, the world around him slows down, and he races up one of the robots, tearing as many of the exposed wires and computing parts as he can. He jumps easily from one machine to the next, destroying everything he can get his hands on. By the time he finally allows himself to slow down, the automatons are short-circuiting and falling apart behind him. To his classmates, everything happened in just a moment.

"Good, Peter. Uh, can't really tell what you did, but you did it fast, so good for you." Logan's commentary makes Peter grin, and he makes his way to the other side of the room next to Jean. Peter usually tunes out the rest of the class after he finishes with his run of the simulations, but when he sees who's stepping up to the bridge next, he can't help but turn back around and stare out of curiosity.

The thing about simulations in Xavier's school is that everyone goes in a very specific order. Peter's not sure exactly when this unspoken rule came to be, but it's a tradition that has never been broken for as long as he's been at the school. Everyone does the simulation in order of how powerful their mutation is. Jean goes first, as per usual, then Peter. Both of them have gone on missions with Xavier, so they are automatically the first ones to go. The rest of the students go after them, with the most powerful next and the least powerful last. That's just the way things are. For this class, the next student to go should be a loud, slightly arrogant boy with the ability to control fire. Admittedly, controlling fire is a bit of an overstatement, as all he seems to be able to do is sporadically shoot out columns of flame that reach a maximum height of two or three feet, but it's power over fire nonetheless. He always goes next, and that's just what happens.

This is why Peter is more than a little surprised to see the new girl striding up the bridge instead, walking in front of fire boy to the front of the line. Behind her, the class dissolves into quiet whispers, the same confused look on everyone's face. New students will go last, that's just what they do. What is she doing, going third?

To her credit, the new girl seems to be utterly unfazed by the whispering behind her. She eyes the automatons for a moment or two, then suddenly slams her hands down to the ground. Instantly, a wave of ice erupts from the place where her hands touch the ground and spreads rapidly across the bridge. The ice climbs up the robot's feet, spiraling up its body until the entire automaton is covered from head to toe in ice in a matter of moments. Y/N eyes the robot, then flicks her hand at it. Suddenly, the iron giant shatters in a storm of ice crystals, leaving behind nothing but the faint smell of motor oil.

The new girl turns her attention to the other robot, which has realized her presence and started to charge her. The echo of its massive footsteps echo around the training room, but the girl doesn't even flinch. She flings her arms forward, sending out shards of ice that are several feet long and sharper than a blade. The automaton slumps to a halt, impaled by the swords of ice coming out of it. As it shuts down from injury, it silently dissolves into just a few pixels that rearrange themselves into the open air of the simulation. Y/N studies the ice she's left coating the bridge, but at a small movement of her fingers, it rises up and is summoned to her, disappearing into nothingness once it reaches her hand.

The girl calmly walks off the bridge, leaving the entire class in stunned silence. Logan clears his throat, trying to keep the astonishment from his voice. "Uh, good job, Y/N. By the way, class, this is Y/N. Our new student." Y/N walks over to where Jean and Peter are standing, and watches as another student steps up to the bridge. Peter, doing his best to sound cool, smiles at her and introduces himself. "I'm Peter." Y/N smiles back. "I'm Y/N, but I guess you already knew that." Relaxing, Peter can't help but keep talking to her.

"How's your first day so far?" She leans back against the wall, taking in the class around her. "It's pretty good. I think I confused people by going third, but I didn't really know order was such a big deal." Peter shakes his head to dismiss her fears. "Don't worry, I think people won't have any problems with you going third from now on. What you did was pretty cool- uh, pun intended." She laughs at that, and the happy gleam in her eyes when she smiles is enough to make Peter want to tell a hundred more jokes. "That's good. I wouldn't want to cause too much drama on my first day."

They keep talking until the end of class, and Peter is more than a little disappointed to hear the bell ring to dismiss them. "Do you need any help getting to class? I can show you around." Y/N beams at him. "I'd love that, Peter." They walk off together, talking happily together like they've known each other for years, and Peter can't help but hope that she's in more of his classes so he can spend even more time with the prettiest girl he's ever met.